Surviving in the Beast World with a System-Chapter 227: Everyone is so Vexing

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Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Everyone is so Vexing

From the sidelines, Wu Yue watched the Black Wolf Witch’s expression, which looked as if he’d been forced to eat crap. She couldn’t help but give the tall, imposing Beastman Warrior beside her a silent thumbs-up.

’I have to admire your fearlessness. Someone of the Black Wolf Witch’s Rank could crush you with a single finger.’ 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

’And you still dared to confront him head-on. Is it because you just came of age and are too young and naive?’

"Yuan Lang is right. He’s already told you everything he’s allowed to say. There’s no use in asking about what he can’t."

The young female spoke with a smile, but her words carried significant weight.

The Black Wolf Witch couldn’t help but marvel at how cunning the two youngsters were. He could only let out a helpless sigh. "Fine, fine. You two little ones aren’t being very friendly to this old Beastman."

Wu Yue and Yuan Lang shared the same thought: ’This old guy is the real schemer here. If we weren’t careful, he’d sell us out and we’d still be helping him carry his prey.’

The group waited for a moment before the Black Wolf Tribe Leader returned, having changed into a clean set of Beast Skins. Seeing the foul look on his tribe’s witch, he instinctively took a few steps back.

’Every time the witch is in a bad mood, I’m the one who ends up suffering.’

After finishing her food, Wu Yue went to rest. Yuan Lang, meanwhile, led the two leaders from the Black Wolf Tribe toward the grass hut where the Half-beastman Warriors were recuperating.

The Black Wolf Witch and the Clan Leader were somewhat surprised when they reached the hut, because the area was simply immaculate.

The areas around the other grass huts were littered with leftover bones and dried grass.

They hadn’t thought much of it before, but by comparison, those other areas now looked utterly filthy and chaotic.

Noticing their surprise, Yuan Lang explained, "A dirty environment attracts insects and other flying pests. They land on discarded filth and become contaminated.

When they fly into the hut and land on the injured Half-beastmen’s bodies, they pass that contamination on to the Half-beastman Warriors.

That’s why the surrounding area must be kept clean. The very first thing we from the Snow Tiger Tribe did when we were assigned here was to clean up this entire area."

He then lifted the grass curtain at the entrance and went in. The Black Wolf Witch, who was right behind him, was nearly smacked in the nose by the falling curtain.

Fuming, he glared at the Beastman who had already entered the hut. ’That young cub from the Snow Tiger Tribe is so disrespectful to a witch! Doesn’t he know to hold the curtain for a witch?’

The Half-beastmen inside the hut, who had been shooting the breeze, heard the sound of the grass curtain being lifted. Their first instinct was to immediately shut their eyes and pretend to be asleep.

’Oh, crap. It can’t be time for medicine again, can it? Didn’t we just get force-fed a dose not long ago?’

"What’s with the act, you young cubs? I can see your eyeballs moving around."

As the witch entered the hut and saw that these Half-beastman Warriors, who had all been given up for dead, were now so full of life, his eyes instantly welled up.

A familiar, aged voice echoed in the hut. The Half-beastman Warriors all opened their eyes at once. Seeing the two familiar figures at the entrance, their lips immediately began to tremble.

Then, with a collective WAIL, they all burst into tears.

The Black Wolf Witch, who had been feeling rather moved and affectionate, felt that budding softness in his heart instantly shatter into pieces at the sound of the loud wailing.

The crying exploded within the small hut, feeling like a sharp wooden spear stabbing into the Black Wolf Witch’s ears. The sound was agonizing.

Whatever affection or pity he’d felt was gone, replaced by the urge to march over and give each of them a few good punches.

’Should I have performed a ritual for myself before leaving today?’

’Why is every single young Beastman I’ve met today so damn annoying?’

Meanwhile, the "annoying young Beastman" in question, Yuan Lang, watched this scene unfold, feeling absolutely gleeful inside.